Car Poems
#cars
Car poems, here you'll find poems about cars and driving. Poetry written by car enthusiasts and those who love driving and travelling the open road. Poems about classic cars, popular car brands and the latest car technology. Also poems by those with anxiety about driving, and people who have experienced a traumatic car accident. Plus, those who object to cars for environmental, economical or safety reasons.
Teenagers
A slow kiss
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
#parent
#teens
#sex
#cars
#pregnancy
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The Ride
The Ride
I heard the shudder in your voice,
the melancholic trill
that told me everything -
it had been convincing
last time we'd walked in,
you were not bothered,
would not be -
after the rain had pushed us
out from East to West
we took to resting on a bridge,
arms left long upon that lichen-textured shelf.
You said that you loved her,
sighed it out, exposed us to it.
I watched that body unfurl.
Sunset burnt on like satsumas,
oozed onto our drenched, Autumn clothes.
I pooled my palm in...
I heard the shudder in your voice,
the melancholic trill
that told me everything -
it had been convincing
last time we'd walked in,
you were not bothered,
would not be -
after the rain had pushed us
out from East to West
we took to resting on a bridge,
arms left long upon that lichen-textured shelf.
You said that you loved her,
sighed it out, exposed us to it.
I watched that body unfurl.
Sunset burnt on like satsumas,
oozed onto our drenched, Autumn clothes.
I pooled my palm in...
#beach
#rain
#cars
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Bones
#lust
#cars
#funny
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Hop in Boy
Hop in boy
Won’t you take a ride?
Everything works
And it’s warm inside
Been used, been driven
both near and far
Guess you could say
She’s an economy car
Not much trouble
And her motor’s fine
Start her up
She can really whine
Once you get her goin’
Her motor’s hot
So give her a jump
And slip your key in her slot
Ride might be bumpy
She likes to feel the road
But when it’s time to come
The girl can take your load
Won’t you take a ride?
Everything works
And it’s warm inside
Been used, been driven
both near and far
Guess you could say
She’s an economy car
Not much trouble
And her motor’s fine
Start her up
She can really whine
Once you get her goin’
Her motor’s hot
So give her a jump
And slip your key in her slot
Ride might be bumpy
She likes to feel the road
But when it’s time to come
The girl can take your load
#sex
#cars
#funny
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The Reason Why He Touched The Dial
Marty became so sick and
tired of listening to those old
songs on his dad's radio.
tired of listening to those old
songs on his dad's radio.
#father
#men
#cars
#music
#fiction
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I rode in a fast car
There's nothing like the feeling of being so close to breaking the law, you can taste it.
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At a birthday party, I recently met up with some mates of my childhood friend, and two of them like to customize their own cars.
Both vehicles were decked out in sterling silver coats, slick spoilers, fresh LED linings, foreign license plates, and manual transmissions. I couldn't help but think that they really looked more like Hot Wheels toys than any of the other cars I've driven prior.
Just before we we left the party in the evening, one of...
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At a birthday party, I recently met up with some mates of my childhood friend, and two of them like to customize their own cars.
Both vehicles were decked out in sterling silver coats, slick spoilers, fresh LED linings, foreign license plates, and manual transmissions. I couldn't help but think that they really looked more like Hot Wheels toys than any of the other cars I've driven prior.
Just before we we left the party in the evening, one of...
#cars
#rebirth
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NATO's war
NATO's war.
It was on a bright day in 1949 the Washington treaty was signed and later called NATO.
This treaty was purely an American undertaken and designed to surround Russia with enemy troops and sow distrust of the Russia based on endless propaganda.
When the communist system collapsed one would think
NATO was no longer needed, but no, not so, because
that organization had changed its character from a passive watchdog to an aggressive mastiff.
The US administration had promised Russia under Gorbachev that NATO would not expand further eastward, but...
It was on a bright day in 1949 the Washington treaty was signed and later called NATO.
This treaty was purely an American undertaken and designed to surround Russia with enemy troops and sow distrust of the Russia based on endless propaganda.
When the communist system collapsed one would think
NATO was no longer needed, but no, not so, because
that organization had changed its character from a passive watchdog to an aggressive mastiff.
The US administration had promised Russia under Gorbachev that NATO would not expand further eastward, but...
#money
#cars
#books #consumerism
#books #consumerism
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planet Norway
Planet Norway calling
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
#money
#cars
#mirror #books
#mirror #books
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He Doesn't Want GPS
He doesn't want GPS
Feels he can navigate fine on his own
Even though he frequently misses turns
and doesn't remember to use Maps on his phone
when driving somewhere new
Lack of intelligence isn't the problem
He's well educated
Well spoken
Respectable trajectory
in his professional career
He doesn't want GPS
even though late one night
on his drive from Tucson back to Phoenix
near to when he should have been home
he found he'd gone in the wrong direction
and was close to the border of New...
Feels he can navigate fine on his own
Even though he frequently misses turns
and doesn't remember to use Maps on his phone
when driving somewhere new
Lack of intelligence isn't the problem
He's well educated
Well spoken
Respectable trajectory
in his professional career
He doesn't want GPS
even though late one night
on his drive from Tucson back to Phoenix
near to when he should have been home
he found he'd gone in the wrong direction
and was close to the border of New...
#city
#cars
#acceptance #choices
#acceptance #choices
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travel to Algarve
Travel to Algarve
Eight boxes in a row in the middle of a grimy room, boxes looking
like each other. What’s in the boxes? The stale air of a perfumed boudoir?
Or the sweet breeze of a passing butterfly?
Wrapped boxes, one of them could be full of shit. If so, I hoped
it would be horse manure, I can’t think of a sweeter aroma
no addresses, though, not going anywhere soon.
A man dressed in a grey storeroom coat came in and carried the boxes,
one at a time (to fill time to five o’clock) to a corner, one on top of the other
no interested what...
Eight boxes in a row in the middle of a grimy room, boxes looking
like each other. What’s in the boxes? The stale air of a perfumed boudoir?
Or the sweet breeze of a passing butterfly?
Wrapped boxes, one of them could be full of shit. If so, I hoped
it would be horse manure, I can’t think of a sweeter aroma
no addresses, though, not going anywhere soon.
A man dressed in a grey storeroom coat came in and carried the boxes,
one at a time (to fill time to five o’clock) to a corner, one on top of the other
no interested what...
#BDSM
#cars
#freedom
#art
#dance
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Blood camp.
Donate blood.
#cars
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Skoda 120l & i
A Skoda 120l. It wasn't so much that the car was bad, it was i who was bad.
It drove pretty well, engine in the back, fairly easy to fix, could even tighten the hand brake from inside the car by opening a panel between the back seats. Well, after a few months things started breaking down a bit, as they do and i didn't bother with the tough stuff, just did enough to keep it running. Winter came and i was still on my Yul Brynner tires, but nah, too expensive to buy new ones and i was a really good driver, or so i believed.
i wasn't happy with how it was running and...
It drove pretty well, engine in the back, fairly easy to fix, could even tighten the hand brake from inside the car by opening a panel between the back seats. Well, after a few months things started breaking down a bit, as they do and i didn't bother with the tough stuff, just did enough to keep it running. Winter came and i was still on my Yul Brynner tires, but nah, too expensive to buy new ones and i was a really good driver, or so i believed.
i wasn't happy with how it was running and...
#love
#abuse
#cars
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